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IF parties at Art Linkletter's home were as easy of access as the hilarious free-foralls he stages for fifteen million or so listeners to his House Party and People Are Funny radio programs, the guests -undoubtedly would be legion; the guy has a draw.
Undoubtedly, also, they would arrive with protective boards in their pants and a handy packet of cleansing tissues for removing custard pie from the hair. For the public knows anything goes when Art is planning the fun.
But, for the record, they would be disappointed. There are frequent parties at Art's house in Hollywood, but they're small — exclusive even, if you define the word as excluding all except one's very best friends — and they're quiet, and in deference to an unbreakable house rule, there are no games! Art gets his fill of artificially -stimulated fun on his radio programs.
Once behind the six foot concrete wall which divides his amazing midtown estate from the busy town and all the "funny" people, he wants a different kind of fun — relaxing with his pretty wife, Lois, and their four wonderful children, a cool plunge in the pool and then lazy baking in the sun, dinner early with all the family, a walk in the nearby hills with the whole family again, a wrestling match on the television set, perhaps, and then bed.
By POILY TOWNSEND
Although their house is only a block from the Sunset Strip, address of some of the world's most famous night spots — Ciro's, Mocambo, La Rue — the Linkletters haven't been in a night club in years.
Crowds, smoky rooms, drinks have no charm for Art, arid fortunately for their happy marriage Lois is just as partial to quiet suppers for a few friends with no "entertainment" except good food and good talk.
Some of their close friends are in show business, too. The Ozzie Nelsons, Charlie Corrells, the Sid Strotzes, Alene Leslie, are frequent guests. But so are young lawyers, doctors, writers whose names would mean nothing to the public, but whose work is even more interesting to Art than his own.
The lawyers' factual minds fascinate him — he wants to know the details, not just the verdict, in Jack Leslie's latest court case. And he thinks it would be stupid to spend an evening at gin rummy when he can find out about fabulous new drugs being used in the treatment of tuberculosis.
"Why, I've been at parties in Hollywood where the guests included world-famous novelists, scientists, diplomats ... I have simply drooled for a chance to talk with them . . . and what happens? Before the coffee cups are out (Continued on page 77)
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